Chapter 377: : Before the summit

It is not so much the summit of the devil, but rather the competition among the major forces in the Southern Region. It can also be said to be a major reshuffle of the Southern Realm of Immortal Cultivation. In particular, a Haotian Emperor appeared in the Southern Region. It can be said that it was born unexpectedly, which shocked the major forces and was full of keen interest in it.

They all wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the Dangling Demon Summit to come and meet this famous young emperor in the Southern Region for a while.

...On the eve of the summit of the demon, the Emperor Xuanwu was crowded with immortal cultivators in different clothes. And everyone has a bright smile on their face.

An unprecedented event has brought countless monks from the Southern Region to the imperial capital. Come to pay tribute to the demeanor of the top emperors of the Southern Territory.

Wearing a silver-white gown, Xu Haotian wandered the streets of the imperial capital with his hands on his back. There is a gentle smile on his face. The flame pattern on the eyebrows flickered, filling Xu Haotian with an evil charm.

If people who don't know see Xu Haotian like this, they must think that he is the elder son of which family. It is hard to think of the Haotian Empire, the Haotian Emperor who is in full swing.

Behind him, the Nine Spirit Yuansheng followed closely. A pair of lion eyes looked around, guarding against possible dangers. However, Tuxingsun and other powerful people revisited their old places and saw the noisy and crowded flow of people, but they were dull.

And a tall, burly, black-faced man, looking around. It was Zhang Fei and Zhang Yide who came to Xu Haotian.

"One day, this place will belong to our Haotian Empire. And your Majesty will be famous in the Southern Region."

Liu Bowen said vigorously as he watched the constant flow of people.

"It's just a nickname, my goal is not as simple as an empire. What do you think of the Lord of the Southern Territories?"

Xu Haotian turned his head and glanced at the energetic Liu Bowen, then chuckled.

Lord of the South!

Liu Bowen, Jiuling and other strong men suddenly shocked.

"Hey, your Majesty can definitely sit on the seat of the lord of this Southern Territory. No one can match it."

Tu Xing-sun's flattery slapped. Let the birds of the same name cast their eyes. But Xu Haotian laughed. In fact, Xu Haotian had a bigger goal in his mind and he did not say it. I didn't say it because the time has not arrived.

"What's the matter, get out of here, haven't you seen my prince on the way?"

At this moment, there was a violent shout in front of everyone, mixed with a scream. As a result, the flow of people stopped, followed by a huff, and a minute to the two sides, suddenly forming a vacuum zone in the middle of the road. All of a sudden, Xu Haotian was exposed to all eyes.

Xu Haotian didn't care, just raised his eyes and looked forward.

I saw a team of dozens of people just in front of everyone on the side. The front of the team was led by a young man with his head up, nostrils facing the sky, and a gloomy look. At this time, there was a guard who looked like a guard, walking around the shadowy youth, holding a whip and beating the monk who could not dodge on the road.

An elderly monk was patronized by the whip because he couldn't dodge, and a bright red blood trough appeared on his face in an instant. The pain caused the old man to scream. He turned his head and glanced in horror. The guard with a hideous face quickly crawled into the crowd next to him.

"You, what to look at, get out of here."

"And you, you little crouch, get out of here!"

At this time, in the middle of the road, a twelve or three-year-old girl was stunned for unknown reasons and did not take any evasion measures.

"Little cricket, dare to stand in the way of your uncle and die for me!"